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Jay-Z

Jay-Z
Jay-Z this, Jay-Z that (Jay-Z won’t hold my hand no more)
Jay-Z this, Jay-Z that
Jay-Z that, Jay-Z this (Jay-Z won’t give me no money)
Get off Jay-Z dick
What y’all niggas get front page articles, y’all mention Jay-Z name
(This thing on?) Jay-Z, Jay-Z, in Jay-Z news
I understand what y’all trying to do
I brought the flutes this time, though
I unleashed the flutes on them, guru
Gimme some more music in the headphone
Let’s get the proceedings proceeding this evening
Let’s do this thing (let’s do it right this time)
C’mon

H, O V A
I got my mojo back baby, oh behave
Naw, naw, don’t be afraid
Y’all and your articles, hard to spit at Jay
Y’all from afar threw thoughts my way
What you thought, I would naught have nothing to say? Nope!
Y’all fell into the booby trap
I set the trap just to see dude react, and now
And now you’se can’t leave
You opened the door god, I’m at you annually
And I’m sorry Miss Rosie Perez
I call a spade a spade, it just is what it is
But you can’t give cred to anything dude says
Same dude to give you ice and you owe him some head
(Shortyyyy!) It’s time to wake up the dead
You sound a little naive in them articles that I read

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H, O V A
The Blueprint 2 baby, on the way
H, O V A
I got my mojo back baby, oh behave

Jay-Z
Can’t y’all, see that he’s fake, the rap version of TD jakes
Prophesizing on your CDs and tapes
Won’t break you a crumb of the little bit that he makes
And this is with whom you want to place your faith?
I put dollars on mine, ask Columbine
When the Twin Towers dropped, I was the first in line
Donating proceeds off every ticket sold
When I was out on the road, that’s how you judge Hov, no?
Ain’t I supposed to be absorbed myself?
Every time there’s a tragedy, I’m the first one to help
They call me this misogynist, but they don’t call me the dude
To take his dollars to give gifts at the projects
These dudes is all politics, depositing checks
they put in they pocket, all you get in return is a lot of lip
And y’all buy the shit, caught up in the hype
Cause the nigga wear a coofie, it don’t mean that he bright
Cause you don’t understand him, it don’t mean that he nice
It just means you don’t understand all the bullshit that he write
Is it "Oochie Wally Wally" or is it "One Mic"?
Is it "Black Girl Lost" or shorty owe you for ice?
I’ve been real all my life, they confuse it with conceit
Since I will not lose, they try to help him cheat
But I will not lose, for even in defeat
There’s a valuable lesson learned, so it evens it up for me
When the grass is cut, the snakes will show
I gotta thank the little homie Nas for that though
Saving me the hassle of speaking to half of these assholes
And I’ma let karma catch up to Jaz-O, whoa
I’m back before you had a chance to miss me
My mama can’t save you this time, niggas is history
Who you know flow vicious as me?
Yet so religiously, that’s why they call me Hov
I get the spoils cause the victor is me (me, nigga)
You’re an actor, you’re not who you’re depicted to be
The street dreamin, all y’all niggas living through me
I gave you life when niggas was forgetting you emcee
I’m a legend, you should take a picture with me
You should be happy to be in my presence, I should charge you a fee
I’m Big Dog, Glenn Rob, listen God you a flea
And the little homey Jungle is a garden to me
What’s the problem B? You not as hard as me
Nigga hard as we, nigga R O C, nigga
That’s why they follow me, they feel my pain and my agony, nigga
I won’t rest till you on one knee
You want war then it’s war’s gonna be, nigga
Until you on one knee, you want war then it’s war’s gonna be, nigga

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